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... tire (I thought I had all the necessary parts to our jack but was embarrassed to not be able to find them when needed!).

Finally we arrived at the campground and got some much needed rest, at least until we were awoken by the early morning gunfire...what? Had we camped in a war zone? Nope, but we apparently camped in utter redneck territory. There were a bunch of kids running around shooting off small-caliber guns at anything and everything they could find. There ...

... After our long day we're now relaxing in our lovely hotel on Nob Hill and watching the sun setting over the city. We've got a relaxing day planned for tomorrow as we're planning on cycling through the golden gate park and the presidio and over the Golden Gate Bridge. We're also hoping to go up to the top floor of our hotel tomorrow to the 'top of the Mark' where there's a cocktail bar with 360 views of the city before we leave to go to San Diego on ...

... in Chinese and had only the vaguest sense of my actual destination. Long story long, I landed safely in South Korea, reached out to Diane to let her know I was catching the bus over to her place, and a mere 70 minutes later (give or take 22 hours of traveling) I crashed out on her couch eager for the next day's big adventure! PS I arrived in Seoul, regrettably my luggage did not. But I still had my phone, charger, and dauntless ...

... We had a little bit of time to eat some cold leftover Chinese, before heading out to an event called 'Beach Blanket Babylon.' I had found this musical/current events play while searching the internet for things to do in San Fransisco, however neither of us had heard of it before, or heard of anyone that had heard of it before. Tickets were cheap however, and the theatre was right around the corner from where we were staying, so we thought ...

... s after I bend Jamie's bike, which is on the top of the van, forgetting about the height, I try to park under a tree, I wasn't a popular lad. We again drive around trying to find somewhere to stay. End up in some proper mink holes, have doubts then drive off. A police man moves us on and offers advice at one point. We park up in some private land and move on to a car park at 6am. Cycle the golden gate bridge on our burningman bikes, which was brilliant fun. By the ...